Salt: Before we got married John bought a two-pound bag of lavender bath salts, which is funny because that's a lot and it tripped airport security both ways to and from the honeymoon. We tried, but despite our valiant efforts there was still a lot left in the bag after the honeymoon. So now my new favorite thing in the evening is soaking in a lavender foot bath while John is studying.
We had our first dinner guest rather unexpectedly- a foreign student who is in one of John's classes came home with him for dinner one evening. The plan was to have baked chicken and potatoes in butter, spices and fresh garlic, in my new stoneware baking dish(which I love). The dish itself was fine, but shortly after the World's Tiniest Oven got going, smoke was billowing. The gravy that had dripped out of the pot pie the evening before was going to town in making us uncomfortably smoked. The smoke detector went off, and I think our guest was a little confused as to whether or not dinner was meant to be edible. In the end I quit trying to use the oven and stir-fried the chicken, and it turned out really(really) tasty.
Also, we now have a mailbox, which we keep forgetting to check and we have a hard time caring about since we figure no one is going to send us mail.
The week's second housewifely failure involved the the newest member our family of appliances: a used washing machine. I'm really glad to have a washer after two weeks, but it did turn out to be The World's Noisiest Washer. I've done about four or five loads of laundry so far, and forgot to check pockets twice now. Opening the washer after finishing a load was like snow in Texas, made of shredded tissue. Add to that the breaking-in of our new and fluffy towels, and everything coming out of the wash has way more lint than when it went in!
And that's what's been happening.
We had our first dinner guest rather unexpectedly- a foreign student who is in one of John's classes came home with him for dinner one evening. The plan was to have baked chicken and potatoes in butter, spices and fresh garlic, in my new stoneware baking dish(which I love). The dish itself was fine, but shortly after the World's Tiniest Oven got going, smoke was billowing. The gravy that had dripped out of the pot pie the evening before was going to town in making us uncomfortably smoked. The smoke detector went off, and I think our guest was a little confused as to whether or not dinner was meant to be edible. In the end I quit trying to use the oven and stir-fried the chicken, and it turned out really(really) tasty.
Also, we now have a mailbox, which we keep forgetting to check and we have a hard time caring about since we figure no one is going to send us mail.
The week's second housewifely failure involved the the newest member our family of appliances: a used washing machine. I'm really glad to have a washer after two weeks, but it did turn out to be The World's Noisiest Washer. I've done about four or five loads of laundry so far, and forgot to check pockets twice now. Opening the washer after finishing a load was like snow in Texas, made of shredded tissue. Add to that the breaking-in of our new and fluffy towels, and everything coming out of the wash has way more lint than when it went in!
And that's what's been happening.
3 comments:
We bought some new towels before your family came down the first time to meet Anna, and we had to suffer through the impossible lint phase too. Not only does the lint clog up your drier, but lint covers everything in your bathroom too, making it look like you never clean it, lol
It's worse, I think, because we don't have a dryer. It's harder to get the fluff off in the washer.
I wish we had what they do in Japan - the water cycles through a lint catcher, so even forgotten tissues are caught. The clothes come out so much cleaner! It is such a simple thing to add to the machine too.
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